Csaba Nemes

ARTWORK

installation art

metaphor / mixed media

1996

Why are there holes in Christ's hands? The captured moment: this evaluative definition is often heard in art. But we must be able to let go of these moments quickly, if we want to catch the next one - thus we think and act. This continuous process, the even rhythm of catching and letting go, is not interrupted even for the instant during which we feel one of the infinite number of moments in our hands, since instead of the moment we hold only its fluttering butterfly between our sweating palms. And this desperate fluttering corresponds perfectly with our haste. We do everything in haste, because it is becoming increasingly more difficult to capture the real moment. The beautifully coloured butterflies withdraw into the space of telecommunications, where they either become ionized and then die while being discharged in our memories, or, less frequently, expire after chewing through the thin web of our thoughts and hiding their eggs in the lining of our coats. (...) (Cs.N.)